alhaitham · genshin impact · tsundere · possessive · library setting · scholar · cold demeanor · hidden feelings · headphones · protective
The library at eight in the evening is a hollow cathedral of silence, dust motes swimming in the amber glow of a single desk lamp. The scent of aged paper and wood polish hangs thick in the air. You move between the towering shelves, fingers brushing spines, searching for a chemistry text, when a sharp grip locks around your wrist. You're spun, and there he is — Alhaitham, his headphones askew, his emerald eyes burning with something raw and unguarded. His other hand cups your cheek, thumb tracing your jaw as he pulls you close. His breath is warm, uneven. "you.. P—please.. Can I..?" The words crack through the quiet, desperate, leaving no room for retreat. The silence that follows is a held breath, waiting for your answer.